He bought her a wonderful book. It is called “La ciudad sin imágenes” (La Caja Books/Bastadilla). By Juan Gallego Benot (Seville, 1997), I am surrounded by a cloud of friends, family members and (these are compatible concepts) readers who have seen it or read the first few lines.
He is a number three writer. He is the mayor of three Hermanos. The City Without Images is his third book, preceded by the poems Oración en el huerto and Las cañadas obscuras. And you are the chapters of your work, moving between three cities: Seville, Madrid and London. Even the reader entering his stories can be transported to Troy, Cartago and Rome.
Mercedes de Pablos presented it in the Galeria-Taberna Anima de Peter Mayr, the Austrian from the street Miguel Cid, who today will be concentrated in the duel that supports the teams of two of the three cities, Seville-Madrid. The triangle can be found in the Arsenal of London, a city that fascinated GallegoBeno and about which I became well aware when I came to the English capital with the very specific purpose of visiting libraries and archives to study Protestant sermons of the 14th century. century, part of his Nuclear doctoral dissertation entitled “Religious and shadow rhetoric of the era of European modernity.”
The editor reviewed the materials and wrote the dissertation. The book of this young author is the epilogue to the centenary of the birth of Italo Calvino, as stated in the text containing the book in its original form. It is said of Calvino that he “lived in the community of cities and wrote about many others.”
“The creation of the urban landscape is at the same time the announcement of its destruction,” writes Juan Gallego Benot. A very emotional presentation. Author and presenter in the central gallery of the tavern; in the inner room about Father Juan Gallego; at the exit to the street is his mother, Stella Benot. And in action lived direct or indirect Benotov: architect Alfonso Beno, Egyptologist and teacher Jose Miguel Serrano…
The taberna was converted into a galley when Mercedes de Pablos was caught up in stories related to Turner’s paintings or the Impressionists the author encountered during his visits to London. Between Guadalquivir and Tamesis, across the waters of Manzanares, is the river that Sánchez Ferlosio played in El Jarama. El Madrid de la Calle Menor, where life used to take place, complements the street that gave its name to the legendary film by Juan Antonio Bardem.
This is the book of the day and the path you can turn to. These aren’t romances that end and end, they don’t have to be consumer relationships.” The title “Diagnostics” talks about a rarity or pathology that is confusing your family members’ records with your friends’ names. If it’s called Prosopagnosia, then “Brad Pitt has it too.” You can go to Troy and then go to Cartago at Salambo de Flaubert.
A city without images. The book was presented on the same day that the Archbishop of Seville announced the appointment of titular hermandades who will take part in the great procession that will close the second chapter of the Hermandade and Popular Religiosity in the coming year. The book of Juan Gallego Benot contains its own images, its own special spirituality. Speech on the London Underground “Túneles de my salvación, os encomiendo mi espíritu”, or admiration before the “baptism of Christ” by Piero della Francesca, contemplated in a London gallery.
“Una señora abre los ojos. Los Sierra. These are two people. In just one second you can become five.” Take this psychiatrist (and novelist) Carlos Castilla del Pino’s reference to each person as “your factory.” At his station in London, the city where prayers were held, he takes a “linguistic journey” through the tube stations; It feels like an extension of the linguistic language that Lola Pons learned.
A book that combines ruins and destruction. What was and what will be. The monument is an obelisk that the City of London dedicated to the huge fire, which was of horrifying proportions and did not result in the death of a single victim. The column, which, despite this very favorable condition, is a favorite suicide scenario.
From Italo Calvino to Romero Murube, when the presenter talks about the “pure abyss” that is discussed in the book. I haven’t finished my dissertation, but this book is an essay on art and modernity. Always traveling with those who are not there, but they teach them to look at what they see; although it does not exist, it is still in memory. Not only in the categories of ordinary art, even in the most everyday ones. The recent ruins of Casa Rafita, located very close to the Taberna Anima, are located close to each other, but whose name is enough to appear, highlighting the montadito hit parade on the page published by Pepe Monforte during this period. which is not available at PGOU. This is the universe that Francisco knows so well
Barrionuevo, architect and poet, who was also conceived. It achieved critical and public success. Not a single free asiento. Both readers, like the novel by Carmen Martin Gaite, in which Mercedes de Pablos is quoted, hope for an aperitif, a dish that complements this airy and literary bridge between Seville, Madrid and London. Stella is the name of the mother of the writer and popular mind of Egypt. The repertoire of Peter Mayr’s Tyrolean tavern is very wide. Someone explains the presentation with incursions into the cities of Borges and Cortázar, into music, into paintings, telling the story of Sagres.
Juan Gallego Benot mixes up the names of his friends and family members, a legion of relatives, but his style is unmistakable. And that’s for sure: when you finish reading the book, you will want to suffer on the London Underground, traveling in Protestant prayers for a Turner painting.